Joshua Hughes looked at Tate Hunter, his handsome lips curved into a wicked and cold smile. His tall figure moved forward, and suddenly, a ferocious and powerful iron fist had already slammed into Tate Hunter's abdomen. The force of the punch was fierce; Tate Hunter had to support himself on the table to avoid falling to the ground, yet he could still feel the intense pain of his ribs possibly breaking.
"Joshua Hughes, you've gone too far." An angry roar came as Vincent Hunter, seeing his son being bullied, stood up from the center, with a surge of anger and anxiety.
Today's situation was certainly difficult to handle, but he hadn't expected Joshua Hughes to dare hit someone in front of everyone.
The bodyguards standing behind Vincent Hunter had tense expressions, taking a step forward, as if a bloody fight was about to start.
Everyone present was worried that such a scene, once it really started, would be hard to manage.
